Giggling women in bed behind Placido, overture, and opening scene:
I remember so clearly: Wait, what? There are WOMEN IN BED TOGETHER ON MY SCREEN. How is this happening? Also: Renee Fleming captures my heart.
Are there any men in this? Don't care.
The infamous trio made me weep:
How can anything be so beautiful, so full of yearning and grief and joy?
Also: Marschallin, dearest, I'm happy to offer you some comfort.
And also: I maintain that Octavian is a fool. #ChooseTheMarschallin